We exchanged sultry stares
Hands guiding pocket change into slots
Your fingers were so deft, graceful, firm
Touching all the right surfaces
Stroking those gleaming pliant buttons
Reaching down to grasp that bottle
You turned a simple movement
Into something so gratuitous
It was like I'd run a couple miles
And then stepped into your sauna
Of course you were aware of your consequences
You insisted "up against the automat"
Of course I'd oblige you
Couldn't do much else besides take you in
Like a long
tall
drink.